The Walkin' Dead
Frosty the Doeman
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Eyes blood shot so my eyes red These drugs got me walking like I'm dead W my eyes closed I still find Bread Get u found dead for that dead PreZ Flows infected I mean it needs Some meds It's like virus hit u n then it start To spread Now body shaking as you nod Your head This Dope shit got em looking Like walking dead I mean off his head if he talked to Feds I Tell him good night n send em Off to bed It's like rocabye when them Rockets fly I mean rapid fire till they all dead Pen sharp as a machete I'll take Off ya head I'm Mishon w a sword only minus the dreads Mumble raps like a handgun Minus the lead And I'm a no 2 pencil when I Sharpen the lead An assassin when I'm rappin I Might kill u w verbiage You f*ck Boys couldn't c me cuz u don't Have the wordage I mean You don't have the Courage go head I strongly Encourage YOU TO TAKE YA BEST SHOT Like u Plexico Burress N When I'm shooting I'm Currey I do it quick in a hurry I Hit em up w a flurry My shit is hot like it's curry I'm on a race like a derby I'm Running back like I'm Murry Chasing the paper ya heard me Get n my way n get buried I'm Known for murdering verses I'll prolly kill u with cursive Undead zombie flows Is like a funeral service Get in the booth n just burn it My shit is straight like I permed It I don't know how to reword it My tongue a gun w no permit I'm catching bodies on purpose Its only serving one purpose To feed my hunger n curve it My verses murder u heard it This is murder season You'll get murdered breathin No power season All your verses treason You'll get murdered breathin Homie just for breathing Lighting strikes the lights get Dim The beast unleashed when I pull Out this pen Supreme competition is about to Begin I'm at it again u lose n I'm at it To win The reason I grin the exact same Reason u grim Cuz I been on ten I ain't gotta Pretend Tsunami surfing in the wind While u following trends Trying Ride my wave bitch and u can't Even swim Get you some fins I'll go head get N the benz Getting the bag Boy u just get her friends I KICK THAT SHIT all u Spitting is flim Them boys can't even rhyme How u fuckin w him Used to move trees fast like I'm Running in tims Till the bitch Told on me now I'm up in the Pen Where mofuckaz still battle n They getting it in Gladiator school bitch u ain't Trying to attend Came home no throne clowns Wearing the crown Mumble Rappin is a thing kids loving the Sound King back sling crack all over the Town It gets Deep n I hope u Drown it goes down I ain't fucking around You should Be up n the ground Lnstead of Running around Like u some Kinda clown Talking like u running shit u just Running around You gone end up going n the Lost in found Cement shoes for dudes these Weigh a 100lbs You don't need a crew w u these Will hold u down I Mold raps like poetry Im Shaping sounds Never made a Beat bitch but I'll beat u down Give me the crown Welcome to murder season you'll Get murdered breathing U bitches don't wanna beef boy They turned to vegans This is hunting season All your Raps are treason You'll get Murdered breathing Homie just For breathing
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